"Hmph! That would be for the best!" Dijun snorted, a trace of relief flashing through his eyes.
To be honest, he truly lacked the confidence to face a Saint.
However, he could not show weakness, because behind him stood the entire Demon Race, which he had to lead to dominate the Primordial World.
Moreover, after recently being exposed to the Interception Sect's management methods, he had confidence that he could lead the entire Demon Race to a higher level.
Unfortunately, he could not send anyone to the Interception Sect to learn how they operated. He would have to figure everything out himself, and that would inevitably take quite some time.
Very soon, a ripple appeared in space.
Saint Zhunti stepped out. When he received news of his own disappearance, he had been greatly shocked and hurried back.
"Dijun! What do you mean by this, surrounding a great Saintly sect?" Saint Zhunti struck first, a trace of killing intent flashing through his eyes.
Dijun said nothing. He directly released the recorded footage from the Fusang Divine Tree, staring fixedly at Zhunti as he waited for an explanation.
Zhunti frowned tightly at the sight. That figure looked exactly like him, and even its subtle movements were identical.
"It was not me," Saint Zhunti said coldly, killing intent flickering in his eyes.
Who exactly had framed him? Moreover, this person seemed extremely familiar with him. It was simply unimaginable.
"Hehe—after seeing all this, you still refuse to admit it. Your skin is as thick as the distance between heaven and earth," Dijun said coldly, anger flashing in his eyes.
"Insolence! Dijun! Do you really think I would not dare to act?" Zhunti snorted, the fury in his eyes undisguised.
Dong—
A bell toll resounded through heaven and earth.
Taiyi emerged from the void holding the Eastern Emperor Bell, followed by a group of Quasi-Sages from the Demon Race.
"Heavenly Dao is impartial. Does that apply equally to Saints of the Heavenly Dao?" Taiyi's voice was icy, cold light flickering in his eyes.
Though dressed in plain white robes, his domineering aura could not be concealed.
"Heavenly Dao above.
If I, Zhunti, committed this act, then let me fall into a place of eternal damnation." Without another word, Saint Zhunti swore an oath directly to the Heavenly Dao.
He appeared utterly upright and unafraid of scrutiny.
In an instant, the Heavenly Dao trembled before quickly vanishing.
It had proven for Zhunti that this matter was not his doing.
Taiyi and Dijun exchanged a glance, their brows tightly furrowed. It truly had not been Zhunti.
But they had already brought their people to the Western Sect. They could not possibly return empty-handed.
"Even if you did not do it, it was still karma brought about by you that harmed my sixth son. You must give us an explanation for this," Dijun said relentlessly, his gaze deep.
Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin exchanged a look. Both could see the anger in the other's eyes, yet they truly had no response to that argument.
If Zhunti had not provoked someone else, that person would not have used his appearance to frame him. Thus, at its root, this matter had indeed begun with him.
But who would be so bold as to frame a Saint?
At that moment, Saint Zhunti recalled the last time he had battled several hundred Rakshasa women. He suddenly shuddered when he remembered how he had unexpectedly finished early.
He must have been set up back then.
"I also want to see who exactly plotted against me."
Without another word, Saint Zhunti took out three drops of essence blood and began using karmic connections. Taking the image from the Fusang Divine Tree as the origin, he began his deduction.
Taiyi and Dijun exchanged another glance, concern flashing through their eyes. This Zhunti was truly ruthless.
He took out three drops of Saint essence blood just like that.
In truth, Zhunti had not wanted to use three drops either. But after what had happened with Black Dog last time, he understood that such things could not be skimped on.
Since the other party had dared to impersonate him, they must have had something to rely on. If the Karma Thread produced by one drop was not strong enough, it would simply be wasted. He might as well pay the price all at once.
Very soon, a special Karma Thread shot through the air.
Golden Turtle Island.
Sect Master Tongtian was currently filled with frustration. He had never expected that the entire Interception Sect would not have a single child of destiny. The only one with relatively good fortune was that little girl called Wudang.
According to Black Dog, some people might have had good fortune in the past, but their future fortune was poor.
The Interception Sect now had over a hundred thousand disciples, yet it did not have a single child of destiny. The only one who could be considered a child of destiny was the Golden Crow Black Dog had captured and brought back.
According to Black Dog, Duobao counted as half a child of destiny.
"Master, should I go capture that little girl and bring her back?" Black Dog paced around Sect Master Tongtian, excitement gleaming in his eyes.
It seemed that as long as Sect Master Tongtian loosened the rope, he would dart out, pin down that little girl Wudang, package her up, and take her away.
It was too thrilling!
No one in the entire Interception Sect had discovered the two of them. This place felt no different from their own home.
Moreover, the formations here were inferior to those Little Master had arranged. Though they came from the same lineage, they were child's play in his eyes. He could easily break these formations.
Although he could sense an extremely powerful aura within Biyou Palace, roughly comparable to Master's, the other party seemed not to have noticed them.
"Put that aside for now. You caused trouble, and now they have come knocking," Sect Master Tongtian said calmly, a trace of ruthlessness flashing through his eyes.
Through the Heavenly Dao's network, he had just sensed what was happening at the Western Sect and learned the whole sequence of events.
But that Golden Crow had already entered his Daoism. How could he possibly hand him over?
After all, Black Dog had verified that he was a child of destiny. He would definitely be of great use to their Daoism in the future.
Li Er had said many times that talent was the key to a sect's continued inheritance. Such top-tier talent could not be let go.
If he had not brought Black Dog back to the Interception Sect to inspect the fortune of its members, he would absolutely have chosen to hand over Old Wu Liu. But now, his enormous Interception Sect did not have even one child of destiny!
He had nearly suffered a collapse of his Dao heart!
"Trouble?? Master! I've been with you this whole time. When would I have had time to cause trouble?" Black Dog immediately panicked. He wrapped both paws around Sect Master Tongtian's leg and nearly burst into tears.
Little Master hated it most when he caused trouble. If Little Master found out that he had caused trouble again, he would probably take out that chunk of thousand-year-old ginger.
"Don't worry. When we get there, just bite someone directly.
Don't say a single word—" Sect Master Tongtian said calmly. He grabbed the Karma Thread in the void and led Black Dog directly through space.
Western Sect.
Saint Zhunti discovered that the Karma Thread had found the person and was immediately overjoyed, preparing to summon people and kill his way over.
But he had celebrated too soon.
A powerful sword intent suddenly tore through the air toward him.
Then came a furious roar.
"You have gone too far!! Last time, you tried to steal my dog, and now you have come again.
Die!!"
Saint Zhunti hurriedly blocked the sword strike. Looking at the Karma Thread in his hand, he had no idea how it had ended up in Sect Master Tongtian's grasp.
At that moment, Sect Master Tongtian tore through the void, his hair bristling in fury. He held the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, its blade glinting with cold light and emanating a heart-palpitating aura.
Saint Zhunti was instantly dumbfounded, seeming not to understand what had happened. Why had this damned Tongtian come again?
"You dared to steal my Black Dog last time. If the Heavenly Dao had not spoken, I would have cut you down.
And now you have come again!
Today, I will make you pay!" Sect Master Tongtian roared, his voice like thunder ringing through the ears and making the surrounding space tremble faintly.
The longsword in his hand suddenly slashed out. Sword light surged like a dragon, carrying world-destroying power as it struck straight at Saint Zhunti.
Saint Zhunti was filled with confusion and caught off guard. He could only hurriedly defend himself, immediately falling into a disadvantage.
Just then,
Black Dog, who had been following beside Sect Master Tongtian, suddenly shot through the air. His eyes were bloodshot, and he charged at Saint Zhunti as if crazed.
Black Dog leaped across space. Saint Zhunti had no time to react before Black Dog bit down on his foot.
Black Dog tore at him frantically. Saint Zhunti's face went pale from the pain, and he raised his hand, intending to beat Black Dog to death with his staff.
At the same time,
Sect Master Tongtian's sword light descended again, viciously slashing into Saint Zhunti and stopping him from attacking Black Dog.
Saint Zhunti staggered, nearly falling into the void.
At the critical moment,
Saint Jieyin suddenly acted. With a flash of his body, he stood in front of Saint Zhunti and blocked Sect Master Tongtian's follow-up attack.
Saint Zhunti was in a miserable state. He had been cut twice and bitten several times by Black Dog. He hid behind Saint Jieyin in embarrassment, no longer daring to show himself carelessly.
Seeing this, Sect Master Tongtian snorted and sheathed his sword as he stood there.
Sect Master Tongtian held Black Dog back with a rope, but Black Dog's eyes remained bloodshot as he panted heavily. If Sect Master Tongtian had not restrained him, he seemed ready to continue biting people.
Dijun and Taiyi were both filled with disbelief. They had watched Zhunti get bitten by a dog. What kind of background did this Black Dog have? He only had Golden Immortal cultivation, yet he possessed such strength?
And weren't they using the Karma Thread to find the thief?
Why had Sect Master Tongtian come instead?
Could it be...
Sect Master Tongtian looked at Dijun and Taiyi. He pressed a hand over Black Dog, blocking his perception and hearing. To outsiders, it looked as though he was merely making Black Dog calm down.
He snorted. "Hmph! Put away those thoughts.
Heavenly Dao above, I, Tongtian, did not transform into Zhunti's appearance to commit theft!"
Crack—
The Heavenly Dao rippled, proving Sect Master Tongtian's innocence.
"You two had better keep an eye on your own people. That shameless Zhunti tried to steal my dog last time.
If the Heavenly Dao had not intervened, I would have struck that bastard dead!" Sect Master Tongtian said calmly, a smile flashing through his eyes.
Dijun and Taiyi immediately showed looks of realization. So that was what had happened. This shameless Zhunti had a prior record.
But why was the Karma Thread in Sect Master Tongtian's hand?
"Tongtian! Stop playing games here. Last time was merely a misunderstanding.
This time, the Karma Thread was searching for the thief who stole the Golden Crow," Saint Zhunti said, his face livid and his tone incomparably furious.
Damned Black Dog! That bite hurts so much!! Damned Tongtian!! Why has his strength increased again!
At that moment, Sect Master Tongtian revealed a brilliant smile, his eyes full of amusement as he teased, "You do not suspect that this little black dog disguised himself as Zhunti and stole the Golden Crow, do you?
A dog... could do that?"
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